"I need to find a way to destroy those bothersome fools who always manage to foil my plans." said Cronus, rubbing his temples.
"What can I do to destroy them?" asked Cronus, pacing back and forth.
Agnon shrugged, for his mind could not grasp what Cronus wanted.
"I could bring Aeetes to get his revenge on Jay...no. That wouldn't work. He's too old." Cronus held his head. "I need to break up the group.. but how?"
"Go for show-off purple boy?" said Agnon, remember the hits he got from Archie.
"But what could I do...Who is someone that Achilles has gotten mad?" Cronus pondered. Soon, Cronus knew who would be good.
"Hector! He'll want revenge after being dragged around." Cronus started to laugh.
"He must have a descendant! Agnon! I have a job for you."
Agnon looked over at Cronus, cluelessly.
"You will find me the descendant of Hector, and you will bring them here." said Cronus, smiling evilly.
"Why?"
"Don't question me." Cronus raised his sickle, and Agnon backed away. "Now go!"
Agnon went on his way.
"Go far!" said Herry who was about to throw the football.
"You can't throw far Herry" said Archie "you'll throw the football outta the park and probably end up hittin' some old lady."
"He is right." said Atlanta.
Herry pouted, "All right." He threw the ball with his lightest throw, and it still managed to go out of the park.
"Heads!" yelled Atlanta, running after the ball.
"Atlanta watch out!" yelled Theresa.
Atlanta turned around and was inches from running into someone. "Ahhhh" screamed Atlanta, colliding with the person.
The group ran over to Atlanta, who was tangled up in arms and legs. Atlanta sat right up. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there!"
"Its alright" said the girl rubbing her head. "I've been through worst." she smiled and laughed.
"Here, let me help you up." said Jay, offering his hand.
The girl grabbed on and was pulled up. The girl had dark chocolate hair, dark brown asian eyes, a slender figure. She was wearing brown short-shorts and a white Hollister t-shirt.
"Thanks." said the girl. "Oh, here's your ball." she offered the ball towards Jay, who took it from her, and threw it back to Herry, glaring at him.
Herry saw the look, and said sorry with an expression. He didn't mean to throw it hard. He threw it his lightest, and it still managed to go far. Herry wanted to make sure that the girl was alright.
"Are you alright? I uh didn't mean to throw it that far. I'm sorry." said Herry, rubbing the back of his head, nervously.
"Its alright, seriously. Like I said, I've been through worst." she smiled.
The group gave a questionable look.
"Living with four brothers makes you live in hell." she said snickering. "Oh, I'm Kim by the way."
"I'm Atlanta."
"Theresa"
"I'm Jay."
"Archie."
"Hey, I'm Odie."
"I'm Herry."
"The one who is constantly looking in the mirror over there is Neil." said Theresa.
Neil was too busy looking at himself in his golden mirror. After running towards the injurers , he was afraid that he looked sweaty. "After running from there to here, I'll probably have sweat stains all over the place." huffed Neil, looking into his mirror for sweat. "Look at my hair! Look at my hair! Do you see what happens when I run?" Neil said pointing to his hair, where a cowlick appeared. "I get all done and this is what happens?! After getting ready to go outside, I get this stupid cowlick? Geez, I'm never going to run again." huffed Neil.
The rest of the group just looked away, ignoring Neil's rant.
"He sounds very narcissistic.." said Kim.
The group heard this and laughed nervously.
"Anyways, I better go now, I have to go home to cook for my brothers." said Kim.
"Oh, yeah, alright see ya later." said Atlanta.
The group said their byes to Kim, and they parted ways. However, Kim did not know that eyes were following her.
